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I was sitting outside on my front porch, barefoot, and reading Octavia Butler when the mailman delivered my copies of Bay Woof. I wrote a piece for them about how I found my most adorable companion, Loretta Lynn. It just went live online and I’m just so pleased to be a part of their aesthetically pleasing and thoughtfully published paper.

P.S. On the paper version my name is only one name away from Lynda Barry. It’s as though I got to touch the hem of her holy garment.